Laine paid no attention to the boxer; instead, he methodically finished off the five individuals writhing on the ground, one by one.
These five were beyond salvation; ending their lives now was a mercy, a kind act in its finality.
During this moment, the boxer harnessed his formidable strength, and a short sword unexpectedly appeared in his hand.
With a sudden burst of movement, he propelled the short sword towards Laine, emitting a trail of white light.
Among the eight, the boxer's prowess was unmatched, and now, bolstered by the arcanergy passed to him from the other two, his lethal strike was executed with astonishing speed, the short sword shimmering with a golden radiance.
For the boxer, the revelation of the hidden short sword was a do-or-die moment, leaving no room for retreat or second chances.
Laine, unwavering and undaunted, raised his long sword and struck forward in a flat slash.
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